Puisi Buat Rohingya

Rohingya No More

I woke up this morning all cosy in bedAnd a poem in my headAbout another worldBehind my closed doorWhere they got no cosy beds to sleep inAll they got is the floorAnd mud, mud, mud,Rising in the floodNo blanket to cover their childrenIf their children are still aliveBecause they might not beSome have been chopped up before their eyes Sorry this poem should have come with a warningIt's easy to understandI got a simple vocabularySo this can be read in every landBut don't be fooled into thinkingI'm writing something niceThis poem ain't nice at allThis is a nightmareIt is called life

Life on EarthThis is what it's come toBut if you live in the WestI'm sorry you don't have a clueSo you might find my poem gives you a startI got a lot to tell you so I'll begin with just one part

I'll start with the RohingyaBecause they are on my mindThis morningWithout warningThis nightmare woke up with mebut I knew it was a reality

Whilst I was fast asleepMore people died in that mud knee deepMaybe they just starved to deathOr maybe they died of diseaseIt could have been an untreated injuryOr a new slaughter where the parents cried out Please!Please don't hurt my baby, he's my only son!And my daughter she's the light of my life.Oh my God what have you done!How did humanity get to stoop so low?Where are the hearts God gave us?Does anybody know?Can you even feel your heart behind your drunken stupor?Have the tranquilizers numbed all your pain?Are the holidays all you live for?

Someone said I should write a poemSorry I write like a kidBut like I said this rhyme comes with a warningMight not be one for the bed time story

The RohingyaThey live in BurmaWhich was renamed to MyanmarBy the military JuntaI call it Burma in my Twitter streamBecause it uses less charactersAnd that's what matters most to me

The Rohingya were the forgotten peopleNo human rights and no voiceBut you won't know that if your media of choiceis CNN or Sky News or BBCBut now we got the Internet it's easier to seeWhat lies behind the filter bubbleIf you have the heart to stomach the trouble

Lived in the Arakan for centuriesA fact denied by Ne Win dictator from the militaryhe stole their right to a nationalityin 1982. They are officiallyThe most persecuted minorityIn the WorldSaid the United NationsWhen it suited themBefore Aung San Suu KyiAnd democracyThe UN said that, so quote that, it's officialUnlike the thousands of unverified deathsWhich can't possibly existThey simple are not realBecause Thein Sein the new era presidentSays there's only seventy eight deaths andhere's our document.He's about democracy you seeNever mind his connection to the military.

Persecuted for yearsNo human rights just fearsMore than 30 years of persecutionLess than one human right of 30 in a resolutionForced to work as slaves on their own landCan you imagine that?And do you even give a damn?Can't travel from place to place without a permitBetter for them to live like a hermit

They lost their right to marryand have children as you wishBut the sea was their friendAnd at least they could fishBut even fish started dyingDue to underwater miningAnd the sea become their enemyswallowing them up as they tried to fleeThe horrors that were on the landBut maybe sea remained their best friendSince it was always waiting patientlyTo put an end to their misery.

Thank God for the sea that fed themand sustained their lives for a whileAnd for the sea that took those lives awaywhen the lives could no longer smile.

Did you hear the man crying out for mercy?'When will people like you bring us justice and peace?'His wife begged for poison to end the misery.But for many the pain did not cease.

It's not the first time the government tried to wipe them outThey tried a few times before you might have heard a shoutfrom a fewin 1992just a quarter million fled their landto Bangladesh who they thought was their friendBut over the border there was no warm welcomeJust a lot more mudand some sticks they call shelterThe man behind that job I read was Than ShweBut he didn't finish the job off so they are trying again today.Should have taken him to the ICCFor war crimes years agoThen these people wouldn't have to fleeLike they are trying now but with nowhere to go.

This minority gonna get the flickSorry but the land needs clearing real quickThan Shwe is running out of timeFor the Shwe Gas Pipeline.Starting in ArakanCrossing over to the people of KachinI've not even started talking about thatAnother group of people about to get the sackGotta get that oil and gas pumping up to ChinaLike blood through our veins keeps us living finerIt's a win win situationEven Ban Ki told us soSeems he forgot about the Rohingya though.

It always starts with a rape you seeStir up the tension between the ethnicityBut when leaflets are distributed across the nationEncouraging the hate and exterminationYou know this thing didn't just happen naturallyPolice stand watching even though they can seeThe houses burning and the knives cutting throughInnocent bodies, flesh, sinewIt's not a sight I'd like to seeBut how would I feel if it was happening to me?How would I like to see my house burnt to the ground?How would I like to listen to the sound?But don't talk about the children, please not the childrenAfter they were hit50 to 60 of them thrown in a pitBuried alive that's what he saidThe old man survivor when he arrived half deadIn the middle of the nightDid my ears hear me right?Surely not, play it again,Tell me he's lying coz I can't take such pain.

GenocideIt's a dirty wordConcentration campsHow absurdThese are emotive words you knowWe don't want to hear them better you goWe'll label you as a madThen we can all ignore the badGo talk to AmnestyThey are very good you'll seeTell them all about itThen you can sleep at night coz u done your bit

Genocide: worse than warThe best documentary I watched by farFind it on YouTube if you careAfter watching don't forget to shareMass murder is a political actCould be prevented if you care about thatWhich country will put national interest asideAnd argue first for humanity with pride.

It is a desperate situationThis evil manifestationEveryone in Burma it seemsDon't see the Rohingya as human beingsWhy is it because you don't look like their look?Skin too dark? Reading a different book?Or are you just superiorto hold these people so inferior?Its not them acting like animals it's youwhen you surround their houseswith knives to stick throughthe walls what do you thinkis that human behaviour?Have you thought about your souland who is going to save you?

So what do we do? just leave them there?That is their land, their right.Sitting ducks waiting patiently.This is their plight.They been denied so much alreadySurely they got the right to remainOn their land where they can die in vainAnd politicians can talk for sureAfter a while Rohingya no more.